Monday, April 24, 2006

Time out of the bottle

I think I've figured out why my life is so disjointed right now. I was checking out this podcast from back "home" and realized how many community events I've been missing in the ol' stompin' grounds.

My routine is off.

The calendar is wrong.

For the last several years of my life, the passage of time has been measured by an array of community event related to the California desert.

There was the International Date Festival, Bob Hope Chrysler Classic golf tournament, the Pacific Life Open tennis tournament, the Kraft/Nabisco/Dinah Shore (or whatever they call that LPGA golf tournament now), Dinah Shore Weekend, the White Party, etc. For most of my recent life, that has been the calendar that marked the time from New Year's Day into spring.

Yea, I'm sure there are community events here too in Salem and Western Oregon. I hear tell of a tulip festival up the road, but that's really not my cup of floral tea. Besides I haven't seen the cycles come and go or attended events year after year, so they aren't MY events yet. And I'm not working in a place where my life and work are as closely tied to these events.

So I've become a guy out of time.

So, I need to establish a new calendar.

Well, that and getting laid probably wouldn't hurt matters either.


GRT said...

"Getting laid"--a universal panacea.

Welcome back.

GRT said...


3rdtimesacharm( 3T ) said...

Yep. I must concur with Grt. You need to get laid! ;-)

Welcome back G-Man. :-)


The G-man said...

Yea, now I just need a willing and accessible victi... I mean volunteer. Maybe I can start the prospects with those who leave (or have left) comments on this post. :-)

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